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This is purely fiction and would never happen in real life and I would never condone any of this so please do not leave negative comments like that! It is just a story!
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I work for a security company that contracts out to the rich in lifestyle. This basically means a 'no questions ask' type of company. I have seen a lot of things happen before with them and others.
They always put on money is no object events and one of them was an auction. Now it wasn't your normal type of auction, this was an auction for women.
Now I know what you are thinking, how can someone be involved in something like this? I'm not going to lie, I did question it but at the end of the day money talks and this paid VERY well so I just did as I was asked.
There are about 10 of us that work together and we were all given a brown envelope with details in of the woman they would like 'picked up'. I use those words loosely as I knew exactly what that meant. Abduct them basically. Like I said, I did question it for a second.
The effort that had gone into finding out the information on this person was crazy. It had their daily and weekly routines, place of work, home, everything which made it easy for me to find the best way to do this.
I decided the day she usually comes out of the gym was the best time. Her name was Rachel. She had long wavy brown hair half way down her back. She had an hour glass figure with ample breasts.
She goes to the gym every night after work for an hour, normally leaving just after 7pm which was perfect as the auction is always late at night so gave me time to do it.
I spotted her car in the car park which matched the pictures I had been given. It was nearly 7pm so I knew she hopefully wouldn't be too long. Luckily she had to park in the overflow where there are no cameras so I didn't have worry about being seen.
Like clockwork she was walking out, looking down at her phone not noticing what was going on. She was still in her gym wear of those tight leggings that sculpt your bum, it was peachy. She was also wearing a tight sports tank top with no bra, clearly not needed in it. Her hair in a bun and trainers.
As she started making her way to her car there were only a few others around but none around her car. I got out my car and numbing agent injection in hand I grabbed her from behind. It didn't take long for her to fall limp into my arms. I placed her in the back seat of the car and started driving to the private residence where this was happening.
As I arrived there were 3 or 4 others already there, all with brown envelopes in hand and girls in the back of their car.
We are advised where to take the girls, to the staging area and standing them up, attaching the harness around their waist to stop them falling over. Once all girls have arrived and are in position, all still dressed how they were taken, the doors are opened and people start filing in. There are about 200 people in the hall by the time the auction is ready to start.
"Gentleman" the PA starts, standing on the stage, microphone in hand. "We are here for our annual auction. You all know the rules. It is just like any auction. You raise your panel if you want to bid. If you win the bid you have to pay before you are allowed to take your prize away. The prize is only allowed to stay in this residence. There will be private room set up for you with everything you require. You have until sunrise before your prize is removed from the room and taken back. We all know most of you won't need that long anyway!" There are some laughs and a few nervous reactions.
Most of the men are aging billionaires who just need to get there rocks off. There are a few younger blokes as well that are clearly laughing at the older men.
There are 10 women in a line that are all still drugged. Whoever wins the auction will be given the serum to wake them up.
I and all the other security guys are on the side watching. I spot my client who I just picked up for walking over to me. "Here, take my paddle, this is your lucky day." He says handing it to me. "I know your type remember, this one is just for you. No price limit." He winks at me and pats my arm as he walks off. I can't believe he just handed it to me like that. He is right, he does know my type. We have discussed it a few times. I spot Rachel at number 5. I watch as the first four are all sold for a hell of a lot of money.
The PA announces Rachel as the next one. He starts the bidding at £500,000. A paddle is raised before I even have a chance to react. This time I am ready and the bidding war keeps going and is now at £6,000,000.
"Going once, going twice, sold to paddle number 503!" I can't believe that just happened. I have always watched these auctions with intrigue but the rush you get from it is incredible. Rachel is carried away as the client is standing outside as I leave. "Not bad, I had a guess it would go to at £7mil so that's an extra mill bonus for you."